I'm often amazed at the seemingly innocent things I come across that turn me into a puddle of tears. Maybe I'm just more emotional than normal after my family weekend last week...
I was just catching up on Facebook, and read this post from my aunt written to her daughter:
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABYDOLL!!!!!!! Love you bunches, Momma
Sigh...as soon as I read it, I could feel the tears welling up, and even though I tried to stop them...it didn't work.
How can this woman be my mom's sister, my mom who virtually ignores my birthday. And why is a birthday such a big deal anyway? And why do I feel like the world's biggest baby for even writing this?
I'm trying hard to keep this blog positive, not a place to whine, but that is just how I am feeling today. Whiney.
Rose, birthdays get me too.
ReplyDeleteI did 'enjoy' (not the right word, but you know what I mean) the BP/USA conference but it wasn't SHARE- it was a shadow of a replacement. It wasn't home, if you know what I mean.
Thanks so much for all you do for all of us.
peace-
emily